River Sing Me Home Novels & Stories

River’s voice echoes in my ear, “Sloane, you there?” “Yes…. I hear you,” I stop running though it tears my heart in half to do it, “Just…just promise me you’ll find …him River…and bring him…home.” “I will,” comes his solemn voice. The line goes dead. I hug myself. My mate’s blood smears on my arms and shirt. I can’t see the moon or stars through the thick trees. But I pray to the moon, all the same, I pray to God too, that my mate will come home to me alive, and this time it’ll be to stay forevermore.

He scrolled through, showing me quick snapshots of the area. I stopped him at a picture of a small waterfall flowing into calm waters. “That place is pretty,” I said. “It reminds me of a place back home.” Oliver looked down at me. “Where is home for you?” “I grew up in Maine, lived in North Carolina for a while, but Vermont is home.” A smile played on my lips as I thought of everything I missed the most. I laid my head back against the pillow and closed my eyes as I continued to talk. “I used to live in a house that was quite literally falling into the river. After Hurricane Irene, the White River got really full and destroyed the houses that were really close to the river. After work, I use

“I’m Papa?” Jace blinked. “Well… yeah. Who else would you be?” River smirked, liking the sound of it more than he expected. “Okay, then. I guess you’re Daddy.” Jace flushed. “Don’t say it like that.” River grinned. “Like what?” But Emily was still crying, so the teasing paused. They checked her diaper, tried rocking her, offered a warm bottle. She finally stopped crying only after River sang the lullaby he had sworn he would never sing again, the same lullaby he used to hum during missions just to calm his own nerves.

everything in my life. I stumble back over the uneven ground. Rafe follows me. "You're going back in?" he says. "I kinda have to. Unless I never want to use my car or enter my house again." I wade into the river, sucking in a breath at the sharp coldness of the water. When I get home, the first thing I'm going to do is take a long, hot bath. I hear splashing behind me, and when I turn, Rafe has also waded into the river again.

“Well, I thank you. Would you like to come in for something to drink and a snack?” “Yes, Ma’am. Thank you.” River excused himself and went up to his room to clean up and change. While he did, his mom poured them some lemonade. “Thank you, boys, and you as well, young lady, for bringing him home. He’s so independent, wanting to explore the world. Which isn’t a bad thing, but a mother worries.” She smiled. “Listen to me, I’m babbling.” “Mom, I’m home,” someone called from the front door.

“Hate me, say what you want but you are still the same man who took me right here and made me feel like the Goddess blessed me with the beauty of a thousand orchards. I want to fight for you. For all of you back and if this is the- “ “This isn’t the way; I can assure you of that” “Is that you or Silva talking?” “Both of us” “Make love to me, please” “One week, Vi. If you are not gone by then, my brothers and I will come hunting for you. And you know how hunting looks like right? One week” Tears spring her eyes, I’m already out of her vicinity before she can launch herself at me. Xxxxxxx Coming home is torture. Not only does the scent of sex reek in the air or River’s pheromones too strong to

I need to pull myself together, I need to stay alive for my family. I got up and walked towards the river for some water. I knelt down to the ground and placed my hands in the water to let my skin feel the cold refreshing water. I had never seen such clear water before, so beautiful. Everything in here seemed so wealthy and totally opposite to my country, it's like a paradise here! The beauty of this country made me miss my hometown...everything here seemed perfectly flawless that it made me crave for flaws...I put my face close to the river and took little sips of water. Wow! I never knew water tastes this good! I splashed some on my face. It was what I needed, maybe this life isn't that ba

She had no other option. *** Raghav sat on his piano seat facing the window, playing soft melodies, singing alongside the tune. His fingers moved to and fro the keyboard, his head moving in rhythm, as he played the tune of the popular Skylar Grey lyrics: ‘I'm coming home.’ ? I'm coming home I'm coming home Tell the world that I'm coming home Let the rain wash away, all the pains of yesterday ? ? I know my kingdom awaits me, and they have forgiven my mistakes I'm coming home, I'm coming home

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She lit the fireplace, then one by one, threw every reminder of their past into the flames. As the fire burned, the front door suddenly opened. Sean came back, and with him was Mandy, pale and fragile, dressed in a hospital gown. “Eve, this is Mandy,” Sean said smoothly, not even glancing at what she was burning. His smile was gentle, his lies effortless. “You know her. She’s my mentor’s daughter, but my mentor and his wife have both passed away, leaving Mandy all alone now. And she has late-stage lymphoma… She doesn’t have much time left, and I couldn’t bear to leave her by herself in the hospital, so I brought her home to recover.